The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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of your day,” he told

slumped down onto the kitchen floor and pulled my knees. to my chin.

went off again and another text from Bruce flashed across the screen. I opened the text

Coco. I’m playing nice for now, but don’t

pixelated words sat on my screen. There had been several others he sent before that. One of them had

lovely

you? I’m not into making calls, bad reception and all, but it’d be

me, Coco. I’m not

him to back off, but the

that way.

the phone off and clutched it to my chest, steadying my breaths as they grew shallower. Even from afar,

me, with every twisted fiber of his

at my door. The sound alone. made me jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched, but I had my suspicions

pulled out one of the thin skillets. Slowly, I hauled myself up and made my way over to the front door. I

the man on the other

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porch before being blinded by a bright

the-” I shielded my eyes and stumbled backward, barely catching myself on the wall. It takes a few blinks before the man is clear again, this time with a whole

man asked, scratching the stubble under his chin. He had a camera dangling from his neck and a notebook tucked under his

an ‘Evie‘ specifically?” I

We’ve been looking around trying to find her, but some guy was generous enough to clue us in,”

watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I stepped forward and looked at the display

set up on the grass and blankets strewn about. They had even set up a small campfire where two reporters were roasting

camping here?”

not way that other news station’s going to get the scoop before we do!” He lifted

can’t be serious!” I cried out. “Go

The man leaned toward me, his camera now trained on my

security. I knew the press was fierce when it came to a good story, but this was next level

trying to find something to do with myself. Any distraction was welcome, whether it was cleaning or folding laundry. The time eventually came

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